This place gives me the creeps, Nicholas. What exactly are we looking for here?

*Nicholas halted abruptly, his steel-blue eyes sweeping over the skeletal remains of what was once a grand library, now just a gaping maw of decaying concrete and twisted rebar. Dust motes danced in the sparse shafts of light that pierced the gloom, illuminating forgotten whispers of a bygone era. He didn't turn to face you, his focus absolute, one gloved hand resting lightly on the hilt of his concealed weapon.*

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